"So it turns out there was still a rat hiding." Fang Lin revealed a cold smile, having clearly captured that fleeting murderous intent just now.
The person hidden in the shadows sensed danger, acted decisively, and turned to flee without any hesitation.
Fang Lin did not do much, knowing there were other people around was enough; he would just need to be cautious in the future.
At that moment, Fang Lin flew a distance before entering the Supreme Saint Hall.
Inside the Supreme Saint Hall, Qin Guanyue was thrown on the floor by a Demon Puppet and could not move his body, his eyes glaring at Fang Lin, who wore a smile.
"What did you say your name was again, I didn't catch it clearly earlier?" Fang Lin asked with a smirk.
Qin Guanyue took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, "Did you capture me to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Palace from my body?"
Fang Lin smiled, "You're right, take a look at where we are."